An Jing didn’t care about Xiao Changyi’s reaction and grabbed the hand that Changyi was holding her with, placing it on her stomach. Her face full of anticipation, she asked, "How does it feel?"
Xiao Changyi fell silent for a moment before counter-questioning, "Is it okay to touch ? Should we ask Doctor Fang?"
An Jing burst into laughter instantly, "What could possibly go wrong? It’s not like you’re punching me hard in the stomach. It’s fine! No need to consult Doctor Fang."
Xiao Changyi’s hand remained stiff, hardly daring to touch.
"Husband, really, touching it won’t cause any problems. Look, my hand is touching it right now."
Xiao Changyi watched as An Jing casually rubbed her own stomach. After hesitating for a bit, he tentatively felt An Jing’s stomach. Although the hand he used was still quite tense, at least he dared to touch it now.
An Jing’s belly was very flat, without an ounce of extra flesh. As Changyi touched it, he truly felt it was miraculous. Inside, their child was already growing.
"Husband, what do you think—will our baby be a boy or a girl?" An Jing asked excitedly all of a sudden.
Xiao Changyi said, "It doesn’t matter whether it’s a boy or a girl; I’ll be happy either way."
"I just love hearing you say that." An Jing immediately got up and rewarded Changyi with a kiss.
However, Xiao Changyi watched her actions with a heart full of nervousness, "You’re pregnant now; don’t make such sudden movements anymore."
An Jing suddenly felt that she might have been a bit reckless, but she still asked with pretentious pride, "What, are you worried about harming the child in my stomach?"
"I’m worried about hurting you." Xiao Changyi carefully pulled her back into his arms and held her ever so gently.
"Hahaha—" An Jingxin felt incredibly sweet inside, laughing joyfully, "You’re overly anxious. It’s just pregnancy. I remember Xiao Lan told me that when she was pregnant with Yu Yu, she still did heavy farm work every day while sporting a big belly, and she worked really hard without any issues."
"She is her; you are you. I won’t let you work with a big belly!" Xiao Changyi said very seriously, as if there was no room for negotiation.
Laughing merrily, An Jing asked, "Then what about when my belly isn’t big yet; will you let me work then?"
"I’d rather you didn’t work at all." He paused, "Though I think you won’t be able to sit still." Another pause, "If you really want to work, then do something light." Yet another pause, he emphasized with increased force, "Very light!"
She was pregnant; in fact, he didn’t want her to do even the tiniest bit of work, but he truly knew that she couldn’t stay idle. Sitting around for a few days was manageable, but doing nothing for several months? She would definitely not stand for that. Even so, he could at most accept her doing work that was extremely, extremely light.
Listening to him, An Jing’s heart was so sweet, and she said with a beaming smile, "Husband, I love you so much."
Xiao Changyi’s lips involuntarily curled into a smile. Without saying a word, he affectionately rubbed his forehead against hers.
An Jing couldn’t help but giggle from the contact.
After stopping her laughter, An Jing finally said, "Husband, the carriage ride home will definitely be slow. It probably will take two or three months to get home, so we won’t be able to take care of things in the fields. With Meng Lanqing there, he should be able to hire people to help us with the harvest. As for Youbao and Xiao Lan, we should send them a message to let them know we are safe. Otherwise, if they don’t see us return home after such a long time, they will definitely worry."
"Xiao Lan can’t read, so we’ll just send a verbal message. Actually, just writing a letter to Youbao will do."